Three minutes later, he saw a crowd gathered in front of him, hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, and then he was dumbfounded.

My cousin was holding an older man in her arms. The man's head was resting on her shoulder, and he was breathing heavily.

This man's features are nine-tenths similar to Chen Qingshu's, so he should be Chen Qingshu's father.

"Sister Fang, what are you doing here? What happened?" Wang Peng hurriedly reached out to help Chen Yinghao.

Li Fang finally had a chance to catch her breath and stood up, supporting her sore and numb legs.

"This uncle probably has coronary heart disease. He suddenly fell down just now. I came out to buy you some mutton soup and happened to run into him."

"oops……"

Li Fang cried out in surprise. The disposable lunchbox had been kicked over at some point, and the sheep's head had spilled all over the ground.

"Auntie, young lady, I'll make you some mutton soup," Chen Yinghao said with effort.

"Please don't speak," Wang Peng said, vigorously rubbing his back. "I'm Professor Chen Qingshu's student. You're his father, right?"

"Yes!" Chen Yinghao nodded vigorously.

It turned out that it was the cousin of my son's student who saved him; what a twist of fate!

At this moment, Liu Yili arrived.

"Old Chen, are you alright?" She quickly knelt down to support her husband. "Are you alright?"

"No." Chen Yinghao looked up at Li Fang. "She, she saved me."

The middle-aged woman pointed at Li Fang and said, "Sister Liu, this is the girl who fed Old Chen his medicine. If it weren't for her, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Liu Yili recognized Li Fang as well, her face filled with gratitude and a mix of emotions. "Thank you, child."

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Li Fang hurriedly waved her hand.